My first fanfic, hope you enjoy it. Sorry, for all the problems and such. It's been a very confusing day. I'm having trouble putting up different chapters. If anyone can help me with that, reviews or messages, please feel free to help. I own nothing, except for Jennifer. Everything goes to their rightful owners. Enjoy!
I awoke with an unsettling start, and sat up in my bed, eyes wide. I was drenched in a freezing, cold sweat. A noise, I had heard a loud noise. It had been loud and disturbing. I looked around my room, as if to figure out where it had come from. I sighed angerily as I saw my digital alarm clock on the nightstand beside me. 4:32.
I jumped as I heard it again, heart starting to pound. "Someone's in the house." I thought outloud. My parents weren't home and my little sister and brother went to stay at a friend's house. There was nobody else left at all, besides me. I felt frozen in place, unable of what to decide. I could either leave the safety of my room, or be scared for the rest of the night and stay here.
"Maybe, I'm hearing things, or this is just a strange dream."
I suggested. The noise came again, louder this time. I jumped again, and began to feel frightened.
"I hope we're not being robbed."
I said, swinging my legs over the right side of my bed. I cracked my door open, peeking out into the dark hallway. The light of the pale moon shone through the skylight above me. I flinched as I heard a faint noise, sounding like an angered yell.
"Please, don't be a ghost. The last thing I want right now is to be living in a haunted house."
I rubbed my arm, akwardly, slowly walking down the hallway. I stumbled from sleep, but regained my tired balance. I needed a weapon, but there wasn't anything that I could do right now. If they were burgulars, whoever they are, they might hear me looking around for weapons.
My house was strangely eerie tonight. Usually, it was cozy and safe, but not tonight. Tonight, I felt like I was being watched. I began to hear voices, coming from the door at the end of the hall, on the right side, second from last. Which was an empty room that still had packed away boxes inside. We used it as a storage room for useless memories. A chill flew down my spine, and hugged my whole back. I shivered feverishly, continuing to walk to the door. More than one person was in there. It sounded as if seven men were in there.
"Oh God, I knew this was a bad idea."
I murmured to myself, stopping in place. I looked over my shoulder back at my room. My door was left ajar, and I could see my nightlight spilling out just over the theshold.
No! You have to go, or else you'll wonder about it all night long and won't get any sleep!
I seemed to agrue profoundly with myself, before I heard the same crash, which was now deafening. My heart started to beat out of my chest, as I slowly crept towards the door.
"Where the fuck are we?"
Demanded a deep voice, obviously confused and angry.
"It seems like we've found ourselves in someone else's house, gentlemen."
Reasoned a calm and dark voice.
"I wonder if anyone's in here."
Snickered another, sounding full of mischief.
"Oh, yes, wouldn't that be fun. Making a house call in the middle of the night."
Chuckled a soothing voice. The sound of cardboard ripping came into my senses. One of them were going through the boxes.
"Hmm, family photo."
Mused the calm voice.
"Let me see that!"
Commanded the one that snickered earlier.
"Mom and dad, brother and two sisters."
It continued. The deep voice chuckled, and rasped;
"I wonder if they're sleeping right now,"
The door was open just an inch, and I was partically glad. Glad to be able to look inside, but not glad incase they could see me. I peeked in anyways, and my eyes widened.